Road to Anxiety sequel

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
Sometimes the only thing left to do is face the sickness abusing head on.

Submitted: August 13, 2017

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Submitted: August 13, 2017




Just when I had you suppressed,

You return cold deadly with a vengeful thrust. 

Again you can’t wait to begin your torment not even for a second,

Damn you, you fill my stomach with disgust.

Last time you had taken so much, so what more from me is left to suck? I hope like me you puke it all out I hope you choke on it and die you sadistic punk.

Why me? I always ask the mirror I want to smash my fist against it. Who cares if it breaks, who cares if I bleed? I already suffer. I already have the worst luck.

 I hate you with such a passion if you don’t believe me now you will when I feed you the same poison you fed me. How do you like that, huh, you wicked fuck?


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